[Len is sitting under a sakura tree that has long since lost it's flowers. He's got his parka pulled in tight around him and zipped up, hood covering his buzzed head from the brisk and cold breeze coming in off the water. Not many people frequented the park in winter, let alone at night. But this is where he liked to go for some peace and quiet, to think and set himself straight. He looked out over the water and the reflection of the city on the surface, waiting, thinking and not wanting to run away before Barry arrived. That had to count for something.

Sure enough the speedster shows up on time and there's room on his bench for another.]

I used to come out here a lot when I needed time to think.

[He starts, eyes still cast out over the city and the bridge just up the way.]

I'd think about the next job, go over the plans in my head, or just come out here to stop thinking. To just shut off and clear everything out so I could start fresh. To give myself a moment of quiet and find where I need to go from here or what I really want.

[Blue eyes turn to look up at the speedster, a light glint in them and a small lopsided smile.]